to rockin' lightly Deep, deep down that's where I belong Sweet street light never done me no wrong I'm goin' back, back, back to the city So beware
Übersetzung: Guess Who. Back To The City.
What's up ladies and gentlemen? (Deez bitch niggaz scared) Boys and girls (It's lil B. Gizzle, Homebwoi) ColliPark music (ColliPark, Chopper City)
hood would take me under. Chorus: +[police is hot, so I'm watching my back...] I guess I'll watch my back cause niggas jivin' Times heard this brother pulled a 187. Who
last drop POP POP in your car or your Jeep or whatever Sometimes people buy 'em like two and three together But did you ever wonder who's the best? Or
: City girls just seem to find out early, How to open doors with just a smile. A rich old man, and she won't have to worry. She'll dress up all in lace
s My bitch is like a goddess When paparazzi spot us Cause flick after flick same ol' shit that I kick, haha! [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] Guess who's back
you! [Nate Dogg] Every other city we go, every other vi-de-o (It's all about you) No matter where I go, I see the same hoe Every other city we
bang, bang, duck quick I guess you rookies tough shit, cause you bust clips But suck dick Cause a kid got his cap pealed The rap deal, from the phonies who
cops With a wiffle ball bat and a hand full of rocks (Wasn't me) Consider this song a throw back Cause all I wanna do is go back Ya'll sing it with me Back
mind Clouds of vapor to stretch out the miles Hung over we'll greet a certain death With flash of chipped tooth smile Each cities secrets buried beneath
we dropped that said song, see you at the crossroad But the man know, Eazy runnin with the lost souls, rest in peace That was 1996, we back in the mix I guess
is the city where we come from so run run run Cleveland is the city where we come from so run run run Cleveland is the city where we come from so run
two parts Or only one if you're a Jew But what if I were to tell you There's a fresh third part out there Which was found by a hip new prophet Who had
on the track like Pharrel, Naw mean you money slo-mo, My money like pro-mo giving autographs with the cash no photos, Uh flow sicka than polio, hit it from the back
on the track like pharrel, naw meen you money slo-mo, my money like pro-mo giving autographs with the cash no photos, uh flow sicka than polio, hit it from the back
conversated, still can't believe we never made it Lookin back at the way it was, high school love, both of us embraced it Let me take it back a bit, to
Nope Not Stayin Tied Down Gone For A Minute Yup Back On The Grind Now Thought I Was Finished Nope Not Jerry Seinfeld Whos This? Guess Who Back To Stay
